Armageddon

3. Tragedy and family

" What monstrosity could of devised such a scene?", thought Nuke. Flames. Flames everywhere.

The houses, shops, markets, everything caught the flames. The buildings were falling apart.

Burning wood fell on the helpless victims' paths of escape. Men, women, children of all ages tried

to put out the raging fires. They passed bucket by bucket fulls of water. Some tipped and spilled

the water on the grounds of the village. They tried gallantly to extinguish the inferno.

At the far end of the village Nuke could see soldiers, the soldiers of his prison. He could barely

make out what they spoke. " You are hereby to bring this man to the fortress in the west if he is seen.

If you hold him here and aid him, Your village shall completely be destroyed and your lives will be taken!"

Nuke immediately knew who they were speaking of. They were searching for him.

But he did not know why they had to burn the village. He knew that it does strike fear into their souls,

but why just over him? Nuke did realize he could take them on, and force the information out of them,

but they hardly needed to know any information on him. They obey their orders like good soldiers.

" Forget them. I gotta get these people out here!!" As Nuke ran toward the nearest house, he could see

the stares the village people gave him. He slashed through the fallen wood at the entrance of the place.

Covering his mouth with a rag to ease his breathing he searched for the villagers within. "Where are you?"

He yelled. The burning wood kept falling on him. " Ahh!! Son of a bitch!!!" He yelled in pain. " HELP!!!

HELP US!!!" cried the inmates of the hellish house. " Where are you!!!??" Yelled Nuke As he walked over

the burning floor. "We're over here!!" They yelled. Nuke immediately ran over the path of intense heat.

"Come on we have to get out of here!! Follow me!!" He told them. They followed closely behind their saviour.

"AAAHHH!!" Screamed one of the children as the ceiling collapsed in front of them. " Come on, this way!!"

Nuke leaded them on a different path of escape." Come on!!!RUN!!!!" screamed Nuke as he saw what was coming.

The entire place was about to collapse. Nuke pointed the way to their exit out of this hell hole.

A child fell to the ground. The cabinet holding all the melted china was about to claim the small one's

life. Nuke dove to grab the child and rolled out of the scene. Nuke gave him to his father as they ran outside.



"NNNOOOO!!!!" The people outside fell victim to the horrific view of the house collapsing on Nuke. Silence

took them except for the fire burning and crackling of the wood. " Nuke yelled in agony as he absorbed

the heat and pain. He quickly lifted the pile of dead burning fuel of the inferno and escaped. "I have won

the battle between the team of death and fire, but I return with battle scars." Whispered Nuke under

his breath. The Fire and wood left him some scars to add to the slash of Mitz. His skin hissed and oozed

out some smoke. The blood immediately dissapeared into the wind. The vilagers screamed in joy as they saw

Nuke come back from hell. " Hurray!!" They yelled, "Hurray!!". " Oh no.. just what I need." he said to himself.

"Please. It was nothing." Nuke shrugs his shoulders while massaging the back of his head. " Please, tell

us your name young one." Asked the elders. Nuke felt unsure of telling them the truth. " My name is....

My name is Nuke, Of the fortress to the west." They all gasped as soon as they heard his name. "Damn. I

should've never told them that." He thought. Mumbles and indistinct messages spread through the crowd

before Nuke.

He could clearly hear one them say, " Is It true? Is it really him?" he heard others say,

" Is it really the child that was taken twelve years ago?". Nuke began to realize that word spread of his kidnap

years before he came. One distinct piece of words caught his attention, " It's him!!! It really is!!

He has the mark if the six!!! He's the warrior of legend!!" Nuke thought to himself, " Legend?

whatever could he possibly be talking about? Mark of the six? Does he mean my birthmark?". The elder leader

of the village came forth. " Nuke, for many years we have awaited your return. ANd Now you are here with us

again. I must thank you for your courageous rescue of my people." Nuke sought for answers, " What do you mean

awaited for my return? You know..me?". " Yes, you are one of the warriors of legend! Please, your family

awaits you." replied the elder. The crowd made way for the two. As Nuke neared his former home, an uneasy

feeling was upon him. The elder opened the door and said, " Welcome home, Nuke. Your family will explain

everything." Nuke entered the house and the door shut behind him. He took a good look around, nothing that

he remembers is here. Then a particular piece caught his eyes. A wooden engraving marked with letters he

could not read. But he knew what they meant. He spoke softly,



" Courage, Agility, Magic, Hope, Strenght, Wisdom

Six Warriors, Six powers, Six crystals."

In it rang in his mind like a deep echo. " Six warriors?" He thinks. Behind him came a voice,

A voice hed had not heard since he was taken all those long years ago. It was his best friend Kyle. "Kyle?

Is it really you? It is!!" Said Nuke. " Nuke, it's been a long time. I never thought you would've could come back,

let alone live." said Kyle. " Too long my friend, It seems these long years have changes you as well as I."

Mentioned Nuke. " Yes, indeed. We have changed. But first things first, Nuke, your father." Kyle let out his hands

To a door in the left. " My father?", thought Nuke. A rush of thought and emotions came to Him as he took

each step closer. He opened the door. Nuke saw no one in the room except for a bed and a rug across the floor.

Nuke noticed that the floor was even as he walked about the room. So he put his grinding stone on the floor.

Laid on it's side the stone rolled towards under the bed. He could hear Kyle through the door say,

"You catch on pretty quick Nuke. Go to him, below." Nuke pushed the bed aside and lifted the rug. A door

lat flat, an entrance to the basement. " Hmmm.. I don't remember having a basement." As he lifted the heavy

wooden door, it creaked unusually. Nuke could sware he thought it sonded like words. Kyle told him through the door,

" Be prepared, your trial awaits as does your father." "Great!" Thought Nuke. " Just what I need a puzzle.

This is no basement, it's a dungeon!!"

Meanwhile Nuke explored his duties, the soldiers continued onward to other villages...